Jiang Xiaobai put down the basket, took out the contents of the house, and said, "Principal Zhang, I am a cook myself, so I'll do the cooking." ”

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai even brought meat and vegetables, the old principal couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Xiao Jiang, although we are poor here, we can still eat food, why do you come all the way and bring so many vegetables!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I'll make hot pot for the children tomorrow, and we'll eat casually tonight." ”

The old principal didn't know Li Manman's diary, nor did he know what hot pot was, he just thought that Jiang Xiaobai was really a chef, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll be naked, eat the food cooked by you, the chef." ”

Jiang Shan said on the side: "Grandpa Zhang, the dishes I make are delicious!" ”

The old principal smiled and said, "Little girl, you are also very good, you don't have to complain about following your father for such a long journey." ”

Jiang Shan said: "Baba said that if you eat hard, you will be a master, and he said that children can't complain about hardship." ”

The old principal had long seen that the conditions of Jiang Xiaobai's family should be very good, such good conditions, and also educate children to endure hardships, he felt very gratified, and said: "Your father is right, we are human beings, we just can't be afraid of hardship, we can't complain about hardships every day, we must be optimistic and enterprising." ”

"Hmmm! Grandpa Zhang's words, I remember! Jiang Shan said obediently.

The old principal nodded in satisfaction, and the more he looked at the child, the more he liked it.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Principal Zhang, I want to go to Li Manman's grave to have a look first. ”

The old headmaster nodded, "I'll take you there!" ”

"Trouble Principal Zhang!" Jiang Xiaobai said politely, picked up the incense and candle offerings he bought, and followed the old principal to the back mountain.

Everyone in the village knew that Li Manman liked to go to Dongpo, so they buried her on Dongpo.

The four of them went all the way, met many villagers, greeted Yang Jie warmly, and heard that Jiang Xiaobai was going to worship Teacher Li, and many villagers followed.

"Xiao Jiang, it's rare for you to come to see Teacher Li and come to my house for dinner in the evening!"

"Xiao Jiang, Mr. Li is a good person, alas...... It's a pity that God has no eyes, so Mr. Li left at such a young age. ”

"Everyone in our village misses Teacher Li!"

"Teacher Li is gone, and the students have been listless these days!"

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Yang, you can come and see Teacher Li when you have time in the future, she is here alone."

“……”

Along the way, the villagers who joined the team talked about Li Manman's good life before his death, and talked to Jiang Xiaobai without a match.

Jiang Xiaobai responded one by one, he could feel the simplicity, gratitude, and enthusiasm of the people of Shanhua Village.

It didn't take long to reach the eastern slope.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyes and saw a new grave in the middle surrounded by flowers, the loess on the grave was piled high, and below was a stone tomb, and there were two pines and cypresses planted in front of the grave, which were less than one meter high.

At this point, everyone became silent and sad.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little confused, what he saw in his eyes was not only the new grave, but also the hillside and the wild mountain flowers that covered the mountain, which were almost exactly the same as what he saw in his dream that night.

It's just that the person laughing in the mountain flowers in the dream has become a pile of loess.

He couldn't help but think that that night was not a dream, but that he had really been here.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jiang Xiaobai said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just saw Teacher Li's grave, and my mind was a little trance." ”

The old principal waved his hand: "You classmates have a good relationship, it is inevitable, we all understand." ”

Jiang Xiaobai's face was sneering, and the old principal's words made him embarrassed, and he hurriedly said to Jiang Shan: "Shanshan, you go pick a bouquet of flowers!" ”

"Okay!"

Jiang Shan obediently agreed, and before leaving, her mother told her that she would send a bouquet of flowers to her aunt who would stay there forever.

The little figure was busy on the hillside, and when she saw the flowers she liked, she picked them.

Jiang Xiaobai arrived at Li Manman's grave, slowly squatted down, took out incense candles, paper money and lit them, and then put the apples, bananas, and pears he brought on a plate, and stared at the grave for a long time.

"Manman, I'm coming to see you!"

"I'm sorry!" Jiang Xiaobai's voice choked, "I...... It's late! ”

As he spoke, big tears flowed out.

When the old principal and the people around him saw him crying, they couldn't help but turn their heads away and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of their eyes.

Yang Jie couldn't help it, knelt in front of the grave, and said, "Manman, have you seen it, Jiang Xiaobai has come to see you!" ”

The green smoke of the freshly lit incense sticks was slow, the flames of the two white candles were flickering, and the black ash of the burnt paper money was scattered, as if in response.

"Baba, I've picked a lot of flowers and come back!"

At this moment, Jiang Shan walked to the grave with a large handful of wild mountain flowers in her hand.

Jiang Xiaobai got up and took it, carefully sorted out the wild flowers, pulled a few tall grasses on the side, and tied the wild mountain flowers into a bunch.

handed it to Jiang Shan and said, "You go and put it in front of the grave, and then kowtow to Auntie three times." ”

Jiang Shan nodded, approached the grave, carefully put down the bouquet in his hand, and then kowtowed three times before standing up.

"Aunt Li, Ma Ma said let me come to see you and send you flowers."

"Aunt Li, I didn't know you before, I haven't seen you, I don't know what you look like, but you must be as beautiful as me."

"On the way here, Aunt Yang told me a lot of your stories, and I got to know you and knew that you are a kind and good person."

"When I got here, the principal's grandfather said that you are a very good teacher, and that the classmates like you very much, and I haven't gone to school yet, can I also call you Teacher Li?"

The little guy spoke to the grave, and everyone next to him couldn't help but cry when they heard it, and the old headmaster said in a trembling voice: "Shanshan, you can call Teacher Li, she likes to hear people call her Teacher the most!" ”

Jiang Shan nodded and spoke again: "Teacher Li, Brother Zi'an's father sacrificed, I said that heaven also needs good people, Teacher Li, you and Brother Zi'an's father are both good people, is there a child in heaven who doesn't go to school, they also need a good teacher, so you go to ......"

Jiang Xiaobai, Yang Jie, the old principal and those villagers couldn't help but cry when they heard this.

The little one cried as he spoke.

After a long time, she wiped away her tears, showed a smile, and continued: "Teacher Li, Ma Ma sent you flowers, I'll sing you the first brother!" ”

After speaking, she opened her mouth and sang:

"You said you loved lilacs,

Because your name is her.

What a melancholy flower.

……”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Xiaobai was stunned, this was a song he taught his daughter to sing not long ago.

He didn't expect his daughter to sing it here.

“……

The grave is full of flowers,

What a beauty you desire!

Behold, all over the mountains,

Do you still feel lonely?

……”

The immature singing voice floated on the hillside, and everyone looked at Jiang Shan in a daze, bursting into tears.

Jiang Shan continued to sing:

“…… A life of drifting and shaking,

What a beautiful weaving dream!

In such a hurry you are gone,

Leave me to worry about for the rest of my life.

……”